For The Love Of The Game Novel นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Hello and Aslamulaikum to all the lovelies Hope you all are doing well. So , firstly i want to thank Good novel app for giving me this amazing opportunity i want you all to support me and shower me with comments and likes Do review me about the book . I hope you all will support me and help me in reaching success This story is about two identical girls The male protagonist fell in love with the identical of his fiancé. What will happen when an obsessive man fell in love ? Now will he claim her ?

He looked hurt. "Letty I love you. That's not going to happen. Just trust me baby. I'm going to please you in every way I can every day. You have stolen my heart, do you understand?" I looked at him and nodded. He spread my legs and slowly slid himself inside of me. I moaned as he did. Just like in our dreams he barely fit. God did I want to wrap my arms around him. He held my hips as he thrust slowly and gently in and pulled out all the way to the tip before doing it again. I felt my body begin to shake again. He reached up and while still thrusting in and out of me unlocked the cuffs. Finally.

“Do you understand?” I just continued looking at him, I was in no position to continue talking. Literally. “How did it get to this?” Nathan asked me, smiling sadly. “I mean all I wanted from you was your love. Is that so bad?” He removed the gun from my head as he spoke and gestured with it in his hand. “You were this close to falling in love with me, but that Yoké had to come and ruin it all. It’s so obvious, I’m so unlucky.” Nathan then placed the gun to his own head.

She heard Irene scream in excitement, "what the hell are you guys doing?" "Oh, oh," Tasha and Irene turned to face her, "This is so good, Elle!" Irene ran to her and hugged her, "This is awesome!" "what are you talking about?" She frowned. "The book, who said you can't write romance? This book is so good! I can't even explain it in words," Irene squealed. "You liked it?" Elle smiled at her. "I loved it!" "I didn't know you could write a romance novel," Tasha blinked in surprise. "Dude, it's like you've poured your heart out," Tasha couldn't believe her eyes.

She couldn't understand sign language at all. I lowered my hands, pulled out my phone, and quickly typed a sentence. [I'm LeoWinter. The one whose ID has been linked with yours in the game.] My heartbeat quickened uncontrollably. Gaming was the one place where I could truly relax. And meeting AutumnWind had been the biggest reason I'd kept playing all these years. Would she be as excited as I was? Unable to stop myself, I looked toward Madison expectantly. But there was no excitement. No joy.

"Maybe I'm just pathetic. Took me this long to realize I fell for you a long time ago. My injury's worse now. Even if I get out, I'll be crippled. And... I don't want to leave. This game is your life's work. Dying here... I'm okay with that." He paused. "Serena, keep going. When this game launches one day, you'll have my blessing. Just keep moving forward. Don't... look back." I didn't turn around. A tear slipped down my cheek. It took everything with it—my obsession, my love, my hate for Nolan. I stepped out of the game. The animals followed. A crack split the sky. Birds shot up, wings pounding. The huge beasts and the rest poured out through another opening.

The door shut behind Vito with a soft, final click. Aiden stood frozen in the middle of the room, still half-naked, water cooling on his skin and making him shiver. He opened his mouth to call out again, but nothing came out. A single tear slipped down his cheek before he could stop it. He quickly wiped it away, angry at himself. Why did it hurt so much? He wasn’t supposed to care. He was just an object. A toy Vito had bought with his father’s death and Elena’s safety. So why did the thought of Vito going somewhere else to finish make him feel sick?

A storm approached from the front. He was doing the right thing. How can you not go too far, when it comes to love? Love required conflict and games. It was like a book. In the best novels, a reader only flipped the page if the hero had obstacles knocking against him. The joy of reading was in the journey. The struggle. It was entertaining to watch a person chase toward destiny. And as a lover, Xavier had to get his partner turning the page, keep the story fast-paced and exciting. Thrills on every line.